Just after getting home, my oldest daughter said to me, "Mom, I was moved to tears for the first time." I'd like to share her impressive story with you.

Today, her biology teacher, who was transferred at the end of March, visited her school to say goodbye. As he is her favorite teacher, she misses him a lot.

At the ceremony, he put on a white coat as usual and talked to all the students without a microphone. Although he talked with humor, my daughter's best friend, who also adores him, was crying. After the ceremony, my daughter and some friends gave flowers to him while saying, "Don't leave us alone! Without you, we can't learn biology any more. When we don't understand, what should we do?" They burst into tears and he cried in sympathy. Then, he offered to give a special lesson to them; "This is my last lesson for you..." The lesson brought tears to them again, but they cried because of deepest gratitude but lonesomeness at the time.

I'm really glad that she is surrounded by such sincere and warm-hearted teacher and friends.